Forgive me Father, for I have been a lazy Catholic. It has been 3+ years ( I think) since the last time my family of four has attended mass and well…here we are!
We hastily left the house Sunday morning en route to Sunday Mass with our children buckled in the back, expressing their displeasure in our destination. As we approached the Church, my phone beeped its’ reminder. Yes folks, I scheduled Family Sunday Mass into my calendar.
Walking through the vestibule of the Church, we stopped to bless ourselves with Holy Water (which I am pleased to say did not burn as it found its way on our skin) and took our seats in the last pew at the back of the church.
Hello God. It’s me!
Can you believe I am here?
Yep, I am surprised too!
Sitting at Mass, which much to my surprise included some changes to the responses (really? “constantsubstantial”), it dawned on me that I must have attended mass every Sunday for at least 11 consecutive years. Mind you, I have been back to mass periodically since the birth of both my children, but it really may have been 3+ years since my husband and I attended mass with the children together as a family.
So why come back? Why now?
My daughter is receiving her First Communion and what message would I be sending her if we did not attend mass as a family, REGULARLY? In the few times I have taken her, we left after Communion. I fear that on the day of her First Communion, she would head down the aisle and out the door just because I don’t believe we have ever stayed past Communion!
Despite the various evil eyes I delivered to my youngest, we made it through the mass. ….well ok, we made it through Communion……..
I marked my calendar for next Sunday. Family Mass at 4pm.
I may not agree with everything the Church practices, but it’s all I know and can give to my children.